The heat
found us unstable
decomposable
broke us apart
became the silt
of divided waters
the dust from two sheaths
dried to earth in the hot sun
and yet
it left alone
sleeping like dogs
the covenants of all
the weathered years
left unbroken the circles
of children and seasons
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